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Warlock
00:48
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2. |
It Had To Be Snakes
03:07
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[Verse 1]
Invoking hailstorms
Spellswording hellspawn, King Keldor, (right?) big up Mordor and Melkor
Capture opponents, torture their frail forms
All the rats and the rodents will forfeit or else, war
You hear that, Eternia?
The serpents will murder ya, burning virgins and raping churches turning the furniture
Upside down, you know what's hot right now?
Surfing a tide of blood, a cyber cop can suck my sound
Inner thighs intertwined
Evil in Evil-Lyn's needle eye, I'll do a number on her with a 9
Get a spine, if only for the sole reason
Of cold creeping between shoulders when I rhyme, it's dinner time
Rappers in a bind on my track like tied up damsels
Quite a handful to try untangle them tied up ankles
Snake Mountain, aligning with bands of violent vandals
Who cypher inside abandoned asylums in light of candles
[Verse 2]
The skeletal sorcerer, born to torment ya
Forming a horde of corpses, orcs, gorgons and scorching the
Realm, Lord of the Hells, as foretold by the elves
I broke out my cell and according to formula spelled
Doom for forces of light ...
Returned home at my well of power, soon absorbing its might
Hubris orbited by
Lucifer's horrific pride - and to swallow it I'd have to use a fork and a knife
The instant I bust turn kingdoms to dust
And burnt cinder that gusts of wind will adjust
So - any protagonists can go and blow a bag of dicks
I'm at your projects making sure there won't be no Lazarus
King Keldor, master of everything
Colder than caskets the half wits get buried in
Past tense, outrageous so patience is very thin
The fabled sadist, heinous Samaritan
[Verse 3]
This is no happy land
Cartoonish Shaggy sham, it's harpoons at Daffy, hard booms and baggy pants
Tacky, I don't give a aggy damn
Crackie, ransack for Krabby Patties with bizarre tunes and wacky fans
Like all five of them
Commander of cybermen, you sleep with the fishes, I swam with Leviathan
Dance in the viper's den
Sticking up lemonade stands for citrus and make grands, lamping in private then
When I get found out
Make my escape by floating on a cozy SoundCloud approaching downtown
Arose from my grave
So when I slay, leave a rose from my grave at the toes of my prey
Speaker of the Black Hand
Released from my concealed prison of snow and steel from deep within the lap lands
A demon with rap hands, purple and gold
Clap handsome, tap dancing when I'm burning the globe
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3. |
FOOLS!
02:58
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[Hook]
Look fools and - flimsy flee bags
Appease me, the king keeps his feet stacked
On all these tables, cuz I'm able to
One word is a thousand years in dungeon
Looking at me weird is in the hundreds
Merely, there's a reason fools fear me
[Verse 1]
You've failed me for the last
Brats, I'm cutting your past time in half, try to sass
Whine, and you won't rise in ranks
Getting a private dance from the devil in confining pants
While I run this gang with an iron hand
And what I get? A bunch of high demands
And cries for extra weekends, less defeats and
Pesky pretense, you're blessed I even
Take the time to hang
Insane asylum jams, lines tight as Tyson's title jabs
Don't try my patience
From the ivory spires to the icy cryo chambers
Most dreadful
Show respect fool, coldest head cool as open freezers and
Look at Evil-Lyn
No glass ceiling in here, if you feel sleepy, there's Redbull
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Consider this
You bumbling idiots, how come you didn't get my one legitimate
Instruction right, to capture the heroes
Spat near your earlobes but you actually fucked up like
Everything you fleshy flimsy decrepit thing
I'll step and break your leather wings and
Get the screams to resonate
Through every empty creek and crevice ever made
Sympathize with Voldemort
Like, of course it's not easy being an evil overlord
Sometimes I want the simple life of burning things with my mind
To a molten core
Like - hello, I’m bored, foiled again
By killjoys adventuring boys and them
I'm pin pointing em, print and pin pictures
Slip freudian, poison pen prick ya's
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I ought to fire you all
Retire and call the fire department via alarm
Slack off and I'll smack y'all flying like dolls
With Trap Jaw's bionic arm
Maniacal, fuddy duddy fools
Running with soggy shoes from duels dudes'd prolly lose
Unless they got lucky too fucking many times
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Not Nice
01:10
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[Verse]
Tales in slang language
I face palm and raise arms like the pale man from Pan’s Labyrinth
Vanquish, new intruders I see
Who consume of my feast, soon I’ll chew on their meat
Thieves, keep away, for evil’s sake
Invoke cerebral pains when I blow a hurricane
In your airhead - blurry brain, you’ve sealed your fate
But I prefer a chase, so please escape
Biters, I bite harder
The hide armor and teeth swords like Arthur’s divine carver
From a fairy tale
With an unnecessarily heavy, scary moral lesson veil
Grimm, just for laughs
Bust my raps in a dusty cabin as I brandish a rusty axe
Shia LaBeouf, really bored, yes
Build a fortress from my writer’s blocks
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Ninjor
02:10
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[Verse 1]
Shadow dancer
I go to war with a shogun's sword sheathed in a classic scabbard
Hail from a clan of arrow catching
Fast assassins passing traps in narrow dashes
Crafty shinobi
Outclassing a grandmaster at shogi
Homie, I vanish from sight in the black of the night
Carrying daggers and knives so be
On your guard, give me something sharp
I'll take on 8 armed samurai with a bottle shard
Grey skies in the noon
When I'm silently sliding inside of your room
Flow like the dam break
A low life, Battousai the Manslayer in hiding for doom
Slice em in 2, blade shine like it's new
In the light of the moon rays, fighting kitsune
[Verse 2]
It’s doomsday, award winning sword swinging
Deformed villain who stores victims in crude ways
As room mates
Evict em and kick them in ditches or dip them in blue lakes
I mutate, expose my true face
Asshole, cause fiasco, Lupe
Tetsuo, Ghost, get through your roast
Lukewarm, fuck coupons to pseudo shows
You’re all Naruto quotes and wimpy
Shinji, drink bleach, please (do it)
So fluent, I tailor bars
Untouched as tofu produces near trailer parks
Razor sharp, brow raising
Cut a bagel mid air straight apart, wow, amazing!
The cowled vagrant
See a mark in the air where my target and sound waves been
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Lord Of Destruction
02:28
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[Verse 1]
He’s a hero fit for a mighty one, gripping a mic +1
Equipped with the righteous wand of Slick Ricky, righting wrongs
Writing songs with a pen of fire enchantment
Flirting with death, firmly deny her advances
Through each dungeon floor, ,the adventurer has come to brawl
A hundred orcs, and an undead horde
He swung his sword, confronted the zombie swarms
Spelunking more, plunging onwards on a bungee cord
To the deepest levels, until he sense an evil presence
Sensories is deafened, unsheathes his weapons
In seek of means of defense
Seizes breathing when he sees the deepening ends
Of the caverns several turns
He’s ready, worked up a sweat in getting to the sepulcher
Now the door to the final room is facing him
Inside is the heinous king of many words
[Verse 2]
Getting panicky looking back at the strategy
For the battle he had imagined weeks
In advance, plans for defeating the man
Evil and damned enough for even the reaper to pass
He’s in a bad place but braves up
And takes the serpent shaped key to the door’s snake lock
It sounds a click as it moves around and shifts
To the room the king waits in on a mound of bricks
And a crown of jewels, taken from a thousand duels
Sits on his brow as he announces rules
Of the combat, moving his tongue back
And forth ridiculing the fool in the dunce cap
Who dares to challenge his rule
The hero stares and staggers to the back of the room
Then dashes and soon is in reach, when he
Attacks, he seeks any weakness, so please roll a d20
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